Verse 1
Come in --- Don’t be afraid of what you see here Each one was something beautiful Before I gave it room to thrive That one over there — the jealousy I planted it in passing It had already gone septic Before they knew they’d been infected And this one here Took slightly longer to arrange But the addiction has such poetic geometry Don’t you think It’s one of my finest
Pre-Chorus
Oh yes, I keep everything Every wreck I’ve ever witnessed Everything I touched that turned I keep it all Look I even made a special room
Chorus
Welcome to Pandora’s Box of Little Horrors Where the damage wears a beautiful disguise Every jealousy, obsession, ruin and corruption Every lust that never learned to recognize I didn’t come to apologize I came to show you what I made Little horrors Every one a masterpiece Little horrors Every one on display Pandora’s Box of Little Horrors And she loves watching what they do Do you want to be a part of this too?
Verse 2
The paranoia — that one was an accident The best ones always are I simply walked in And the room fractured and rebuilt itself The dependency came later Someone kept returning And I kept being worth returning to Until they forgot How to be full of anything That wasn’t me And the false hope Oh the false hope is my favorite It’s the kindest-looking thing in here And the most complete
Pre-Chorus 2
Oh right, I document everything Every fracture, every spiral Every moment something stopped Being what it was before I have shelves for this Come closer, come see
Chorus
Welcome to Pandora’s Box of Little Horrors Where the damage wears a beautiful disguise Every jealousy, obsession, ruin and corruption Every lust that never learned to recognize I didn’t come to apologize I came to show you what I made Little horrors Every one a masterpiece Little horrors Every one on display Pandora’s Box of Little Horrors And she loves watching what they do Do you want to be a part of this too?
Bridge — gallery speech, near silence
People ask me Whether I feel anything When I look at all of this And I want to be truthful with them I feel Proprietary This is my work This is my catalog This is proof That I have been here In every room In every life In every wound that healed wrong You think the box is a warning It’s a portfolio And I am Very proud
Final Chorus
Welcome to Pandora’s Box of Little Horrors Where the Wicked became Corrupted and then thrived Every jealousy, obsession, ruin and corruption Every lust and little horror still alive I didn’t come to apologize I came to show you what survives Little horrors Every one a masterpiece Little horrors Every one still breathing Pandora’s Box of Little Horrors Open it Look inside She loves watching what you find
Outro
I think you should be part of this too — Don’t be afraid. Come inside. Come meet the rest. Come inside. Keep the door open. Pandora’s Box of Little Horrors We’re always open…